ASHER
We ran until my lungs were burning and my legs felt like they might give out. Reed finally slowed when we reached a rocky outcropping that formed a natural shelter. He checked the perimeter twice before declaring it safe enough to make camp.
The sun was setting, and we'd been running for hours.
My whole body ached, blood had dried on my skin and clothes, making everything stick and pull uncomfortably. Rogue blood, my blood, Reed's blood all mixed together until I couldn't tell where one ended and the other began.
Reed started gathering wood for a fire without a word, his shoulder had stopped bleeding, but the claw marks looked bad and inflamed.
I dropped my pack and sank to the ground. My hands were still shaking from the fight, from the adrenaline crash, and from everything.
The pill was wearing off again, I could feel it in the way my skin felt too warm,too sensitive, and the way Reed's pheromones were getting stronger, more overwhelming with every breath I took.
